Dementor's Kiss

Any Harry potter fan will be familiar about Dementor's Kiss. For others:

The Dementors are soulless creatures considered to be among the foulest beasts on Earth. They are soul-sucking fiends who guard the wizard prison. Dementors can perform the Dementor's Kiss, where the Dementor latches its mouth onto a victim's and sucks out the person's
soul. The victim is left as an empty shell, incapable of thought and with no possibility of recovery. It is believed that existing after a Dementor's Kiss is worse than death.

How do these authors create such characters?? Does it really exist??

I was able to correlate this Dementor’s Kiss as:

As one excellent quote says -

"Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning."

Dream is something like oxygen to the purpose of life.. Dreamers are the achievers.. Dream is a mirror to the subconscious mind. We imagine what we wanna do.. how it can be done.. How to fight it..

When we work towards the dream miles look like a few centimeters. Every battle we win looks so small. It keeps us moving. Makes life interesting and enjoyable..

Imagine suddenly the dream is taken away.. Oxygen out of life.. We have no purpose to live. We can feel the leap in the heart. A big gravitation hole is formed. Everything we see or do, mocks the lost dream.. The hole absorbs everything. Happiness, joy, the charm. We are left with nothing. Just Like the Dementor’s Kiss


MTV --> On the Job 2

MTV's On the Job is one of the best reality show!!! Though MTV comes up with shows like Splitsvilla.. Roadies.. Youngistan.. etc.. etc.. which are intended to educate the youth.. But I wonder how??

On the Job is just outstanding. The show is very provocative. Its a gr8 opportunity for the participants. The prize i.e. the internship is better than cash prize. A very opt prize.

It influences the viewers too. When a challenge is given, we just dont sit and watch. We start framing and modeling our ideas. We observe the participants. We try to find the mistakes they do. We get inputs from the judges who are already an expertise in the field. It might not help us in the daily life. But it makes us think!!! Very few television programs does this.

So hands off to the person who came up with the idea..

What can be added?? A little information about how the participants got to the job. Where are the course available if any?? Wats the skill set required?? This will be gr8 for anyone who is interested in the field and lack information!!!


On the way to my village!!!

Every summer vacation my family spent few days in my native place.. It is a small, beautiful village.. At the age of 8, I loved the place.. I and my bro waited for the exams to get over so that we can run in the fields.. Dive into the pool (the well).. Get the spl treatment "The KIDS from City".. It was 8 hours from my house.. Then there was no proper buses from the nearest town.. We planned accordingly. We started in odd times so that we reach the city on time to catch the earliest bus.. The ride in the bus was bumpy, more like a roller roaster, narrow roads, ups and downs.. Still we loved it all.. The bus stopped a mile away from my grandpa's house.. My dad's cousins brought cycles to take me and my brother.. During the rides on the cycle, we crossed farm lands.. The farm lands were mostly corn fields waiting to be cut down since the monsoon was a few weeks away.. The workers sang, enjoyed cutting down the corn, ploughed the fields.. It was a very beautiful sight to see..

We got up early in the morning, my grandma swept the floor, made rangoli, cooked breakfast.. Grandpa will listen to the news on radio [That was the time when there was no much TV.. Though we had TV with only doordarshan at home.. TV haven't reach the village then].. All the villagers got ready for work so early.. At 7 AM every pathway was filled with people going for work.. Some had their plough.. Some on cycles n carts carrying their products like pots, clothes to the nearby towns to sell.. Most teens transformed to shepherds before school.. It was amazing to see everyone so active early in the morning.. In the evening, we went to my great grandpa's farm.. There was a huge tank.. We bathed in the pumpsets.. My dad taught us swimming in the well.. There were no float tubes.. We tied a dried out vegetable [not sure which one] round us and my dad would throws us in the well.. Initially we were very scared.. but the naturally made floats helped us from drowning.. The summer festival in the local temple was another beautiful sight.. All the sons and daughters who lived outside the village came to attend the festival.. Though there was less crackers and shops compared to that of now.. It was awesome.. To conclude village then had good vegetation.. wells with water.. people busy with work.. festive and charming..

Years passed.. At the age of 12.. We didnt enjoy the village as we did at the age of 8.. We reached our village much earlier.. Now it took only 6 hours.. There were frequent buses.. The buses dropped us near grandpa's house.. The fields through which we rode in cycle had less farming.. Lands have become schools, shops etc.. The wells were we learn t to swim had only foot level of water.. The early morning was not the same sight.. People have become old and lazy.. Since farms had poor yield, many people were in debts. So, the charm and brightness had vanished.. Things had changed.. The place became boring for us too..

Though in the following years we had few short visits, we didnt notice the change in the village.. We were too busy to watch it.. Exams.. marks.. placements had captured our minds totally.. Finally I was recruited.. I was on the way to my village to inform my grandparents about the job and get their blessings.. We are able to afford a car now, our standard of living has improve. The ride is only half the time. The cool breeze from the corn fields is now the smokes from the industries. The corn fields are no more used for farming, they are factories, schools, shops, bus stand etc. now. Very few wells had water.. The farms that existed had no workers.. People have migrated to the nearby towns to find a decent job to clear their debts.. The village is left with very few people, broken houses. The mornings are gloomy with few people strolling on the roads. The festival had more shops than the number of people. But the sales had less profit.. Everything has reduced in number.. cattle.. sheep.. poultry.. shepherds too.. Village is become desert.. In the past few years things have changed a lot..

In the car back home, Mom was discussing with the driver about the reason for the dryness.. She felt It was because of the government.. Ya true indeed.. Her option was the government should have made rules that the children should follow family business.. hmmm... I didnt agree with her.. If so now my family might have been in some town paying the debts.. No cars.. no blogging.. I asked her what made her think so.. Her argument was the farms had no workers now.. everyone is moving out of village that’s the reason the farming cannot be done.. As a result the production has reduced.. Hmmm.. She is right!!! There are only handful of people who work in farms now.. But we cant blame the people who had moved out.. Everyman has the right to live the way he wants.. He has every right to be ambitious and desire for different profession. Then she said the industries should not be allowed to buy farming lands.. This was a very valid point.. The government should frame some special rule prohibiting the farming land from transforming to industries or residential area.. But What will happen to the poor farmer.. His only asset is his land.. When there is no farming but a good price for the land.. Anyone will sell it and move on.. So what should be done.. How can we stop industries in the farm lands? How can we encourage people to work in the fields? hmmm... I had no suggestion.. Just a small prayer..

I pray the future generation have some farms to see not just buildings and factories.. I wish they dont ask who is a shepherds??.. I wish I could feel the cold breeze once again.. I wish the farm doesn’t hit the economy.. I wish.. I wish.. I wish..


What makes a Winner!!!

At last i got time to write my next blog...

After a long day in office.. I was sitting alone in the drop Cab.. I was feeling very empty.. The past few months looked like a fraction of seconds.. Thoughts.. Memories was flashing.. Suddenly I was investigating what i have done in the last 6 months??? What have i achieved?? What am i aiming for??? I was searching for an answer.. Yes.. I have done good work.. Learned Unix.. Perl.. But all these happened by itself.. Neither i set a goal or wanted to do these.. hmmm.. So i concluded I have not done anything.. I didn't aim for anything.. I didn't work for anything that i wanted to achieve... The past 6 months i had a weird feeling.. it was like something was eating me inside.. like my hand was cut off from my body.. I realized the reason.. The reason was "I didn't have a goal / I was just living"

Then My thoughts took a different course.. What have i achieved?? What makes me so ambitious?? There was moments of pride then.. It was like a travel in a time machine.. I was seeing my past goals.. My hard work.. My victory.. It was amazing.. The cab started moving by now.. The cool breeze with the air of victory made the moment distinguished.. Of course i have also faced many failures.. As the thoughts proceeded.. The days of struggle.. the hardships.. the days i dream t as a winner.. was more cheering than the moment of success..

All of the sudden everything fell in place.. I realized All these days i had been enjoying the struggle to achieve.. I was setting goals just for the sake of the hardship I wanted to put in.. I was lost totally now.. I was literally flying of my sudden realization.. To fight was all i wanted.. Winning was secondary.. I am a warrior.. [:D].. I have found the secret of my life.. I LOVED TO FIGHT..

The sound horn brought me back to my sheet.. It was time to walk home now.. People in the shops were staring at me.. They had all the right to do so.. coz it was smiles all over me.. I couldnt stop it.. [:(].. Thoughts again slided.. hmmm.. this is not only the secret of my life.. This is secret of all the achiever.. Any winner when interviewed cheers his struggling days.. Awards are just to recognize the hardship.. Any person when looks at his award remembers the days of struggle.. In College-day functions.. events.. Which is the part that is most liked by the organizers?? Not the awards.. The video playing "making of the event".. Even though he is seen just for a fraction of seconds.. the video makes him proud.. his hardship is shown.. its recognized.. This is the motivation for the next step.. The next goal.. A person feels meaningless when he has nothing to achieve.. coz he is not able to enjoy the days of struggle.. it is just a casual day..

The punchline of the blog..

Set a goal.. Not for winning it.. to fight for it..
A real award to a achiever is the appreciation of the Hardship..

"Pursuits of happiness"
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